Heartbreak. Poems - Poems about Heartbreak.

I trace your absence In the hush of midnight’s sigh, your laughter haunts the empty air, Each whisper a wound and a lullaby. My tears fall like silent art, A testament to love that burned too bright— But in this echo of shattered dreams, I feel the strength within the sting. Fragments of us remain...

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"The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me; because the LORD hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound; [2] To proclaim the acceptable year of...

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[Stanza 1] Suddenly, the clouds above become gray, Like a sudden sharp knife, the words you say. My heart used to beat so strong, pure, and true, Now lies destroyed under the sky so blue; [Stanza 2] My spirit just bleeds from a wound so deep, This silent loss makes my soul read and weep; I look for hints of reason I can...

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When heart breaks and bleeds under the sharp knife, Cut and crushed feelings blame the storm of life. When mind forgets the joy of the daybreak, forlorn eyes spend the night in tears and ache. But firm faith fights the hardest blows of pain, to triumph over the arrows of rain....

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With bloody hands, rusty hair and a dammed soul I walked out ,stepping on the rotten meat As my lungs struggled to breathe down the fragrance of the crime that I had committed Blue and white lights flashed my eyes And a bullet pierced through my cranium Punishing me for the crimes I had not committed, My lips...

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I loved you in the silence, when you weren’t even listening. Held on through your absence, while you kept on vanishing. I stayed when you were distant, I hoped through every lie. I gave you all my colors, and you just watched them die. You never read my story, but still, you felt exposed— as if my pain betrayed you, like truth you never chose. You say...

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In the quiet of my lonely room, Your laughter echoes, a distant tune, Time zones stretch, and miles divide, A love once close now feels like a sigh. Letters linger, words on the screen, Each message a hope, a flicker unseen, Days turn to shadows, weeks follow fast, ...

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"The measure of love cannot be weighed in words or deeds ~ the heart chooses its own journey and learns to either sink or swim, I have learned to drown many times." Poets Own Quote" The heart that bleeds, bleeds not for you, but me, for my words fell short and silent of what love was, lost voices filled...

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I'm not worth a lot But you are Your more then the moon and stars You hold the key to my deeply broken heart Your more then everything and I tear myself apart You love me but I'm dead Mentally I'm gone But you don't care Youd love me till the sun runs out Till the end I'm not worth a lot But...

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Preferential treatment does hurt. Jealousy swept under bedskirt. She pinches the harp in background. Those black and blues strings, plucked, resound. The eldest withdraws with lone words, Tends to the notion of firebirds. Flames of wind, harassing, unbound. Those black and blues strings, plucked, resound. Not love, nonetheless - of first things. Very little under her wings. Harping and lost, in tears she drowned. Those black...

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He drew maps for a living. Not of roads, but of promises— soft lines where her laughter once lived, tiny arrows where her eyes used to point when she couldn’t say stay. She was the sea— ever folding into herself, a hymn of salt and leaving. No harbor could hold her, no anchor dared ask. He traced her tides in silence, built cartographies of could-have-beens, and marked in...

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All these thoughts trapped inside my brain. Visions, delusions, writhing in pain; As I scream out in vain. I keep calling your name, Only to be met by silence again. Why can't you hear me? I just wanted you near me. How can you not see? I'm not as bad as I seem. It just all fell apart, Almost at the start. As soon as I...

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In my struggle for life I long I long to be free In my struggle for life I feel I feel like a prisoner Never to escape this place With its blackened walls And destroyed floors Torture and struggle I hate this place With its crumbling rooftop And its battered doors I cry I cry nonstop I beg for forgiveness Though I didn't do anything wrong I still beg In my...

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My love is a black hole, silent, vast, misunderstood. It doesn’t explode. It swallows. Soft things. Sharp things. Every memory. Every maybe. I give and give and still it spins, pulling everything in without return. I don’t know where it leads, only that it holds so much: letters never sent, touches never returned, hope that clings even when hands let go. People think black holes destroy, but I...

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I used to think heartbreak missed girls like me, the ones who waited, who stayed soft and sure. For years I prayed, “Lord, guard this fragile heart,” believing stillness meant I’d skip the fall. Then he arrived. The first to hold my hand, the first to kiss me like it meant something. He made me feel alive in quiet ways, like maybe...

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